söndag 29 juni 2014

My bloody chaperon

The thing with having a handicap 
Is that you can't really travel by yourself . 
I did once , but I lived in a host family so 
They became practically my second family and those at the inn I wore hanging - I count as my friends ( so to next " wink , wink " ) 

Either way , I have to go with someone I trust and know epilepsy . Until I met that person , mum will do ... Here's the thing thought ... You don't look very attractive
In a wheelchair , not that date able with a bloody chaperon . And it's just awkward 
Trying to flirt with guys having her judgemental eyes - giving me a lesson how i should do to hook up with them ...  

Seriously mum ... 

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